Vol 2 Chapter 549: future

"What are your plans?" Yang Yuefan took the metal box with [Machine Heart] sitting under his hips as a bench.
Since leaving the territory of the Demon Hunter, Yang Yuefan hasn't let the box out of his sight. Even when going to the toilet, he will solemnly hand over the box to Nangong Yujun for safekeeping.
"First gather the players, and then look for opportunities to find more players. According to my past experience, I am afraid that looking at Xiangcheng will not be as calm as we thought." Xu Yichen stepped on the flames wearing spare boots and shook his head: "Whether you can stand up, you still have to fight."
"I mean, in the days to come, for future plans, this is not the earth, nor our world." Yang Yuefan took out half of the remaining Red Star Combustion Fuel from his arms, snapped his fingers and touched the flames. He appeared at his fingertips and ignited the combustion aid: "You are not a soldier in the Republic here, and the above will not keep giving you orders. When you are finished with the things in front of you, you can..."
Yang Yuefan considered his tone, and seemed to be considering how to say it.
And all the attention of the black armored warrior next to him was attracted by the half of the fighting agent. Because of the dictatorship of the relevant departments, the supplies smuggled by Nangong Yujun were basically confiscated by Yang Yuefan.
The Battle of Retribution used the principle of one per day for each player to distribute the combustion booster as a benefit, but after a while, it was broken by Vittoria.
The female barbarian used wrestling to win the quota of other people's combat fuels. In this regard, even Nangong Yujun is not an opponent.
As an old smoker, he has been out of stock for a long time.
"What do you look at, it's the last half!" Yang Yuefan rolled his eyes, and blew a breath of immortality in the direction of the black armored warrior: "I will give you some second-hand smoke at most."
"Even in this world, fighting against chaos is not a matter of a day or two. The reality is a bit complicated, and one sentence or two is not clear, but our generation should not see the day of a full-scale invasion." Yang Yuefan swallowed the clouds, his expression was extremely comfortable: "You should consider your own life. In this world, you have enough time to experience a different life."
Yang Yuefan used half of a combat oxidizer to abruptly draw out the feeling of participating in the Manchu Feast. It can only be said that he is worthy of a bard, and his acting talent is almost full.
The old knight and Fan Li who were watching were a little greedy.
The former is also considered a senior member in the Retribution Team, and with sufficient benefits, Vittoria is not embarrassed to bully the elderly, which allows the old knight to develop a new hobby in a short time.
The latter is greedy.
The assassin Fan Li, or the policeman Fan Li, is a young man on the number three. He does not smoke, drink, or stay up late on earth. He exercises every day and eats breakfast.
In this game world, he also wants to taste the feeling of depravity. In his pure heart, smoking and drinking are a sign of depravity.
Xu Yichen smiled and took out four red star combat fuels, snapped his fingers and lit one for himself, and the rest was scattered to a few eager spectators. He had been fighting outside before, and the warrior had no chance to squeeze. His quota.
"I think I might go to Kyle Morhan to see what the demon hunter's lair looks like, and then learn about other seal skills." Xu Yichen thought carefully about how to live a life without orders and confidentiality regulations in the future. .
Unknowingly, he has been in this world for more than 20 years. He has been growing up in a militarized environment since he was seven. He wakes up at a prescribed time every day, trains and learns, and then fights all over the world. In addition to swordsmanship, he is here. The world has hardly developed any personal hobbies.
"Find a few who can fight every day and hone my swordsmanship. Maybe I can learn to be like a real demon hunter, travel around the world, kill a few demons, and fight against the evil plans of the chaos cultists. "While talking, the demon hunter was imagining the future life with some longing. It seems that that is not bad?
"Cough! Cough..." Yang Yuefan was almost choked to death by a puff of smoke: "I have seen your service record, can you tell me the difference between this kind of life and yours in the army?"
Xu Yichen was speechless, and after careful comparison, she found that there was indeed no difference.
"No, there is still a difference. At that time, where to go and who to kill is entirely my own choice. Maybe I will know a few friends during the journey." When the surrounding atmosphere became silent, the hunter The hunter raised his head again: "I just like this life."
"It's boring." Yang Yuefan shook his head: "If I have this opportunity in the future, I will be a real bard, travel around the world, sing and perform in every tavern~EbookFREE.me~ and then privately. Kill the people I looked upset one by one, just like Zorro and Batman."
"Sing "Soviet March"?" Xu Yichen curled his lips, feeling that the probability that his dream could be realized was not high, and he was afraid that he would starve to death.
"What about you?" Xu Yichen looked at Nangong Yujun and asked.
"Me?" The black armored warrior glanced at Yang Yuefan next to him. According to normal circumstances, he should have served until retirement, even in the game.
But now, it is a special case.
"You are here, so you don't have to be so cautious." Yang Yuefan slapped haha.
"After the server is connected, I will go back to the Loess Area, join the Volunteer Army, and fight all the way to Europa!" The black armored samurai smiled and said his unpretentious thoughts.
"Before I left, I heard that they were planning to open a safe passage in the Middle East after the second five-year plan, and then kill it. It is said to be the same as the route we chose in the last war." Speaking of my feelings. Things of interest The black armored warrior said a few words: "They all said, this is called re-walking the Long March, paying tribute to history!"
"I think..." Fan Li saw that he was the last one to speak again, trying to suffocate an ambition, and plan to express his lofty ambition.
But he thought for a long time and found out that he was an assassin. Could it be that he had nothing to do with killing a few kings in the future?
"Don't think about it, you are different from us. Be careful of the chaos. You can enjoy your gaming life when you restore contact with the local area." The demon hunter patted Fan Li on the shoulder: "Go on. We have to find a dry place to rest before dark."
Fan Li: Do you knock you? Do you know?
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